clarknokent:

swansimplicity:

shhhthechildrenaresleeping:

I’m a man about it. I’m a man about it. I’m a man about it. I’m a man about it.

I eat it all day, eat it all night she said her man wack cant do it right.

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clarknokent:

So

This is not me just trying to be cute this is real ok

Lets go

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clarknokent:

This is my confession to you tumblr of the fact that…I killed somebody today,

he was an average person , always trying to fit in following people just because he was scared to lead, he made fun of things he liked and people whom he enjoyed. This man disrespected my very existence on a daily basis. Everyday he had a different insult, something different he decided not to like about me. He hated me, He hated my hair, my complexion, my voice, my brown eyes, he hated how I laughed, how I walked, He hated every mark on my skin and every perfect area of it that covered my frame. I was convinced with out a doubt that i hated him too. NO, I despised him. It ate me up inside to see him, everything he stood for. So there was no doubt about it, no other option, no other solution….I had to kill him. So I went to his usual hang out spots. I waited for him patiently, eery how calm i was considering what i was about to do. About 30 minutes go by and he doesn’t show. an hour pasts, still no sign but just when i was getting ready to give up there he was. Walking up, alone. i looked at him, Nothing else fucking mattered and all thoughts went out of my head, except for one HE… MUST… DIE!! I charge him and tackle him to the ground. He put up a bit of a fight, busted me up a bit but he was weaker than I. I beat him senseless, I hit him and hit him and hit him into within an inch of his life. I pulled out the colt. 45 i had got from a guy off campus a week earlier, and pressed it against his temple. My hand was steady…index finger poised to pull that trigger and end his life. Crying He asked me “why are you doing this?” Then i removed the mask i was wearing looked him dead in his bloodshot brown eyes and said”because you have wronged me and , you have defiled me, raped me of my individuality, you made me want to be so much more like someone im not and im tired of it. You and i cannot coexist, and i am not going anywhere.” He spat in my face then said “fuck you, you bitch ass nigga.. i hope you die slow bitch” I smiled then laughed *Bang*…. I looked at his lifeless body lying there and i felt exhilarated, as if the world was clear to me now, I knew what i wanted to do and who i wanted to be. There was nothing that could make me sad. I wasn’t worried about the police or his family or friends. Because i didn’t give a fuck. Some of you may find this strange that im so happy about killing a man..but you see the man i killed was me…well the perception of me that most people knew the person who was always trying to fit in, pretending to be what i’m not. Im finally done living in the abyss that was the shadow of myself. So my message to you is if you are anyone but yourself kill that person a be you!